Death at Eastern Parkway Drug Den
A ground-floor apartment at 201 Eastern Parkway (across the street from the Brooklyn Museum), long a hive of drugs and prostitution according to a tipster, is now a homicide scene. Per the tipster: On Saturday afternoon two college students from Tennessee went into 1M. On Sunday afternoon one came out on a stretcher, the other…
A ground-floor apartment at 201 Eastern Parkway (across the street from the Brooklyn Museum), long a hive of drugs and prostitution according to a tipster, is now a homicide scene. Per the tipster:
On Saturday afternoon two college students from Tennessee went into 1M. On Sunday afternoon one came out on a stretcher, the other in a body bag. According to the cops on the scene, they had OD’d on heroin spiked with rat poison. The guys who run the ring in 1M (the actuall tenant lets them use it in return for free drugs) actually were the ones who called the cops, who said all evidence was gone by the time they arrived. It’s not clear if they’re going to be able to charge them with murder or not. Guess it depends on if the other kid survives and can testify (I don’t know his condition).
A television news van is parked outside right now, but we haven’t been able to find any reports online. Any neighbors have more details?
I am an old tennant, in fact my father was the supper and we know the family personally. My prayers go out to them and the family of the deceast. Please keep your personal opinions inside for I feel the hurt of each and everyone involved. People get caught up and everyone from one time or another need a shoulder to lean on. Instead of insults be that shoulder. Treat others as you would want them to treat you. God bless all involved. Scooter!
Thank you revgirl.I too remember Jane as one of the sweetest people I ever had the pleasure to meet. I moved in the building in 1976 and have known her ever since. She is very close to my family and we have prayed that God have mercy on her soul. She is in SOOO much pain and we all are feeling that pain. We were all crushed by recent events but unless you have had YOUR child die before you(YES, I have had this terrible experience)you don’t know the pain Apt 1M is feeling. The kind of person she TRULY is(or was) can be told by myself. You see, whenever I came home from college, she would cook and bake just for me. When my son died at 8 months, She was there for me. In fact, the funeral home told me the day before the funeral if I didn’t have his outfit to them by 6pm they would bury him in his diaper. Apt 1M went to the funeral home and waited INSIDE, until I could get there(I made it by 6:45). THAT is just a microcosim of her love. We will always love her as God loves everyone in spite of ourselves. Jesus says we should forgive 7x7x7 times. I pray that the Nasty bloggers remember someone prayed for you and that is why you are where you are. Only God can heal the soul,so keep her and yourselves in prayer. BE Blessed
Revgirl:
Thank you for your friend’s story. The city can be a very anonymous place, leading people to make simplistic characterizations of others. Your post made your friend very real.
NOP
I grew up with the tenant of this apartment, and her story is a very sad one. Jane Doe has been through a lot. She lost her daughter in a car accident while she was driving, and she has been guilt redin ever since. Jane was clean from drugs for seventeen years, and was a working class person just like the rest of us. Jane’s family was a loving family, and I was considerd apart of the family too.
It was when her daughter died is when everthing fell apart.
She was a straight A student in college, graduating with a degree in social work, and passed the test for the city to become a social worker. Her exhusband had been filling false claims with the dept of social service about child abuse, which cause her to lose her spot on the social service list, to which she was at number 39. When she thorght that she had the job, she quit her state job and could not get it back. It was a domino affect, one bad thing after another, and that’s when the drugs came back into her life. Once in, she never returned to us, only to fall deeper into her sorrow. It has been almost ten years since these happenings. Jane’s mother died almost two years ago, only to bring more sorrow into her life. I am so sorry that this had to happen to someone’s child, death is no matter to joke about. It can happen to anyone of us, this kind of life. A persons life can change at any moment, and hers is a sad one. I can only say that if she is the cause of someone’s child to die, then she should pay the price, to which she is already doing. Jane’s mind is alread gone, for I have watched wither away for years. Plaged with diease and drugs, help was just a phone call away, but she was beyond help. From one house of treatment to another, these systems all failed, only God could save. For those of you who think that you are above her, think again, because it can happen to you too at anytime. May God have mercy.
TheAndrewLee:
Sounds like 201 is still a very interesting place, perhaps even more than when I was a boy, when it was almost exclusively white-collar management types.
Your note will make me look at it differently when I walk by.
What galls me: That the timbers and roofscape were removed and the six-over-six white frame windows punched out and replaced by those ubiquitous anodized aluminum numbers (the plague of New York, causing so many buildings to lose their scale and texture).
Thanks.
NOP
That is a great photo, NOP.
A few years back, I used a photo of the front of 201, during Winter with snow hanging on the trees, as the cover of our Christmas Card.
“Apartment 1M may be a “hive” of drugs and prostitution, but a building Web search identifies at least one artist, an independent art gallery, and a dentist in the building.”
The following professions are also represented: Pastry Chef,
PBS Producer, The Owner of a Successful Clothing Company, Marketing Director, Several Accountants, An Attorney, NY Times Website Designer, A few Actors, A Fashion Photographer, A Shadow Writer, A Music Licensing Manager, A Singer, A sidewalk Bookseller, A Set Designer.
The fact that something like this is on Brownstoner probably means that gentrification is moving further down Eastern Parkway. Because if this happened in a deli on Utica, people on Brownstoner wouldn’t even notice.
What memories. . .
Take a closer look at that old rusted swinging sign: “Adelphi Hall” is what it says, in Old English type, as I recall.
I was a small child when we moved to 201 EP from 392 SJP, a lived there from 1961-1966.
Over the years, I was saddened to see the gradual removal of the wood tudor detailing, as well as the large “artists” type window embedded in the East Wing’s roof slope trim, also long gone as you can see in the photo.
I also remember the carved lobby furniture, including 2 throne style chairs my sister & I loved to sit in & play king & queen.
We were in apt 2K, in the courtyard facing Lincoln Place. We also experienced the blackout off 1965 there (just after returning from Guider Park across the street), with my mother bringing candles to an elderly woman down the hall & to one of the infamous “two sisters” who lived next door. My mother was trying to calm down the hysterical sister, convinced her sibling was “was walking the train tracks somewhere”.
There were a lot of kids in the building, & we all did our share driving the doorman crazy running in & out of the lobby.
I also remember the mulberry tree in the front, with the squished berries on the sidewalk every year.
My father took plenty of stills & home movies, so we have some great images preserved.
Just loved living in that “castle”!
What memories. . .
Take a closer look at that old rusted swinging sign: “Adelphi Hall” is what it says, in Old English type, as I recall.
I was a small child when we moved to 201 EP from 392 SJP, a lived there from 1961-1966.
Over the years, I was saddened to see the gradual removal of the wood tudor detailing, as well as the large “artists” type window embedded in the East Wing’s roof slope trim, also long gone as you can see in the photo.
I also remember the carved lobby furniture, including 2 throne style chairs my sister & I loved to sit in & play king & queen.
We were in apt 2K, in the courtyard facing Lincoln Place. We also experienced the blackout off 1965 there (just after returning from Guider Park across the street), with my mother bringing candles to an elderly woman down the hall & to one of the infamous “two sisters” who lived next door. My mother was trying to calm down the hysterical sister, convinced her sibling was “was walking the train tracks somewhere”.
There were a lot of kids in the building, & we all did our share driving the doorman crazy running in & out of the lobby.
I also remember the mulberry tree in the front, with the squished berries on the sidewalk every year.
My father took plenty of stills & home movies, so we have some great images preserved.
Just loved living in that “castle”!
iseeu: If we or going to chat about it lets do, apt 1M Angela Grooms an so Matthew grooms the fuckup he is! she is known in the neighborhood as a crack/heroin head the 2 biggest fuckups in history!!